I am woozy from four hours sleep - I had a wonderful few days away, conversing, eating nice food, and walking dogs in the snow. It was beautiful.
The snow that meant I couldn't get home til Saturday morning instead of Thursday night. So my rest cure ended up being a little bit more stressful than I anticipated. I have not yet learned to turn off gratuitous worry. I'm thinking no more winter travel in these new Arctic Winters we're promised for some time to come. I mean... snow in November. Come on!
I came home to a miraculously tidy house, which makes me feel calmer about Christmas preparation. I can focus more on worrying about money now!
I could do with a nice 12 hours sleep to shake this sore throat and sleepiness that is the kind departing gift of the Ryanair Experience. Then I'd be more able to deal with the kiddies' volume choices and demands. But, ah well, ah well. It's nice to be back too.
4 comments:
Welcome home! I hope you got some rest.
Glad it was good!
Shame about the stress. Doesn't exactly help telling yourself it doesn't help, right?
Welcome back!
Thank you so much for your visit Jo! I feel bad about trapping you in England, but so happy to have met you IRL :-)
Janine, it was SO nice, thank you so much. The trappedness itself was perfectly nice, thank you - I hope you've caught up on your rest, and had a lovely evening out!
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